Second Trimester

I'm finally in the second trimester. Whew, we made it. I have to say, this has been a much easier pregnancy than the last. However, I'm still waiting for my second trimester energy to kick in. I'm still exhausted, falling asleep at the dinner table.

I've had a few freak outs in the past two weeks. Mostly, I've been freaking out because I can't find my uterus, nor do I really feel pregnant. It's probably because I'm not barfing my guts out every five minutes.

Speaking of barfing, I sure did have a good barf yesterday. I was changing a diaper at work (full of poop, of course). I'd gotten the diaper off, the kiddo wiped, new diaper on, and was about to chuck the dirty, when I suddenly started gagging and my lunch was in my mouth. Poor kid, I was holding his hand as I deposited my lunch in the toilet. At least we were in the bathroom at the time.

Baby Names

I asked E what we should name the baby. Her answer: "Milk."

Brazil Nut

The B2 is now the size of a brazil nut. He or she is also officially a fetus. We'll get to hear the heartbeat for the first time on Tuesday, which is pretty exciting.

I've been pretty sick. I barfed up my banana this morning, and as I tend to do when I barf, I peed myself. E likes to watch me wretch, and laugh. It makes for the most pleasant experience ever. I am continuously wondering why I wanted to get pregnant again. In a couple weeks I'll feel better and know why, but for now, I want to cut my stomach out of my body.